The intensity of Jian Wushuang's divine power was tens of thousands of times greater than that of Holy Lord Lingyan. Now, with the blessing of the original universe, the gap between him and Holy Lord Lingyan has reached an incredible level!
"Have you beaten enough?"
Jian Wushuang spat out these five words lightly.
"I......"
Holy Lord Lingyan's face turned red and he stammered, unable to speak a word.
"Now that we've beaten enough, can we talk properly?"
Jian Wushuang's expression was calm and he loosened his fingers holding the flaming golden gun.
In an instant, Holy Lord Lingyan, who had no time to stop his strength, could not react in time. His body swayed and he almost fell from the air.
Holy Lord Lingyan once again grasped the flaming golden gun, and an angry smile appeared on his face again.
"Hmph, you took away my Holy Land heritage, and now you have the nerve to tell me that you want me to talk properly?"
"If you want this sect leader to speak well, then take my move first!"
"Secret Technique, Qimai True Fire!!!"
Holy Lord Lingyan shouted loudly and pinched his hands fiercely.
In an instant, the flaming golden gun disappeared and turned into a pool of golden flames.
As soon as this pool of golden flames came out, it immediately seemed to burn up the sky, turning the entire sky and earth into a sea of fire!
Jian Wushuang, who was under this sea of fire, was like a small boat in the angry sea, as if he would be swallowed by the sea of fire at any time.
"Go to hell!"
Holy Lord Lingyan laughed ferociously, and pulled apart again with his hands. In an instant, the golden flame turned into a lifelike golden fire dragon, with every scale shining brightly, and the flames stepped on it under his feet.
"go!!!"
Holy Lord Lingyan roared loudly and pushed forward fiercely. In an instant, the golden fire dragon roared proudly to the heaven and earth, fluttering and biting Jian Wushuang!
"Stubborn."
Jian Wushuang shook his head. He wanted to use Wu Qi Divine General to chop the fire dragon into pieces, but he seemed to have thought of something. Instead of taking out Wu Qi Divine Sword, he turned his right hand and an ancient bronze tripod appeared.
into his hands.
The ancient bronze cauldron was wrapped and suppressed by Jian Wushuang's divine power. It was originally unparalleled in power and power, but it has returned to its original state. It is as inconspicuous as a black iron bump.
"Just in time to test your power."
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes, grabbed the ancient bronze cauldron and threw it forward, immediately hitting the fire dragon that roared proudly to the world.
However, Jian Wushuang was afraid that the cauldron would directly smash Holy Lord Lingyan into ashes, and controlled the power, only using less than 10% of the power of the ancient bronze cauldron.
Bang~~!!
I saw the ancient bronze cauldron suddenly turned into a parabola and hit the mouth of the fire dragon formed by the Qimai True Fire!
Tsk tsk tsk!!
There was no obstacle at all. Just like smashing tofu with a sledgehammer, this powerful fire dragon was directly blasted to pieces inch by inch, disintegrated, and turned into countless pools of flaming stars that scattered!
This wasn't the end yet. After smashing the fire dragon, the ancient bronze cauldron spun around and quickly smashed towards Holy Lord Lingyan again!
“What the hell is this??”
Holy Lord Lingyan's face was stunned, and he saw a black iron bump, rushing out from countless sparks, constantly dilating in his pupils!
Bang~!
Finally, the ancient bronze cauldron drew an extremely poignant arc and hit him straight on the head.
"What hit me?"
This was the last thought that flashed through Holy Lord Lingyan's mind.
Immediately, his vision went dark and he passed out.
call out.
The unconscious Lord Lingyan fell to the ground, raising countless dust.
"Holy Lord!!"
"How dare you kill the Holy Lord?!"
Immediately, countless Lingyan Holy Land disciples and Jiufeng elders who were watching the battle roared loudly.
However, they looked hesitant and ready to make a move, but no one dared to step forward and actually faced Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang seemed to turn a deaf ear and ignored them. Instead, he looked at the ancient bronze cauldron, his brows frivolous, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
This is the first time he has used this ancient bronze cauldron to fight an enemy. He has tried his best to control the power of the ancient bronze cauldron, only using 10% of the power of the ancient bronze cauldron itself.
Unexpectedly, even so, the divine body of Holy Lord Lingyan was almost collapsed, and the divine soul was directly blocked under the heavy blow.
This is an invincible master!
If he uses the innate energy in the ancient bronze cauldron again, will the power still be there?
"It seems that the power of this ancient bronze tripod is far beyond my imagination."
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered, and he had a myriad of thoughts.
After a moment, Jian Wushuang stretched out his right hand to grab it, and his majestic divine power surged out to grab the ancient bronze tripod and put it into the Qiankun Ring.
"Don't worry, your Holy Master is fine."
Jian Wushuang lowered his head and glanced at the people in Lingyan Holy Land.
Seeing Jian Wushuang's gaze, they suddenly shuddered in their hearts.
They finally saw it clearly just now. The dark thing that knocked the sect leader unconscious turned out to be an ancient bronze cauldron!
Stunned by a tripod?
This is too fierce!!
...
A month has passed.
During this month, Jian Wushuang did not leave Lingyan Holy Land, but quietly waited for the awakening of Holy Lord Lingyan.
For Jian Wushuang, although Lingyan Holy Land is just an ordinary force that can be destroyed with a flick of his finger, Jian Wushuang never likes to owe others anything in his life. He said before that he would devote resources to make up for Lingyan Holy Land, so naturally he
He will do what he says.
On the top of the seventh peak of Lingyan, there is a cliff overlooking the entire Lingyan Holy Land.
Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, silently comprehending the great road.
Lord Zuxin stood respectfully behind Jian Wushuang, like a servant.
Ever since Jian Wushuang defeated Holy Lord Lingyan with one move of the Ancient Bronze Cauldron a month ago, she was completely convinced by Jian Wushuang.
"Your Excellency, the Holy Lord has woken up early this morning."
Lord Zuxin said respectfully.
Jian Wushuang turned his back to Master Suxin. Hearing this, he nodded and stood up.
"Okay. Come on, come with me to see him."
"yes!"
A moment later, Jian Wushuang saw Holy Lord Lingyan in the sect master's hall of Lingyan Holy Land.
After the Holy Lord Lingyan woke up, although his body was still full of cracks and still weak, his complexion had recovered a lot.
However, his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, with a sluggish expression and a low sigh, as if he had aged by dozens of years.
He looked at Jian Wushuang walking in step by step from outside the palace, the anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by a look of helplessness.
"Your Excellency, you have already taken the innate Ding Fire, and I am no match for you. What else do you want to do? I, a young man in the temple, can't stand the trouble anymore."
Holy Lord Lingyan said helplessly.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly when he heard this and said: "Master Holy Lord, don't worry, I'm just here to apologize to you."
"compensate?"
Holy Lord Lingyan, who was still looking depressed, like an eggplant beaten by frost, suddenly became energetic, straightened his back, and his eyes shone brightly.